When did she become so familiar with this person? Moreover, she was clearly taken to the W Hotel by that shameless guy last night, so why was he the first person she saw when she opened her eyes
No matter how insensitive Jing Yu was, he realized that he had been meeting him more and more frequently recently, and a little too frequently.
She was always slow to warm up, and was not used to such familiarity. Once she fell into his arms, her slender body tensed up. She turned away and whispered, "Mr. Yu, please put me down."
The voice was also somewhat stiff, and one could tell that he was uncomfortable.
Yu Zeyao followed his words and put her down, but he laid her on the bed. Moreover, after he put her down, he did not immediately pull his arm out from behind her, but just let her press on him. His other hand supported the other side of her body.
So he leaned forward, his tall body hovering over her.
Being so close, Jing Yu felt her breathing was tight. She could clearly see the man's impeccable features. His glass-like black eyes were like the deep sea, unfathomable. But in that deep sea, her shadow was clearly engraved, so deep and so real.
Jing Yu reached out and pushed his shoulder, trying to gain more breathing space for himself. However, as soon as he moved, his big hand grabbed his waist and stabilized him on the bed.
"Don't move." His pleasant voice was mixed with complex emotions.
Jing Yu only felt a burning sensation in his waist, which was the heat coming from his palm.
Such an action made her feel dangerous.
"What... are you doing?" She felt that she couldn't see through this man at all.
Every time they met before, he was always aloof, even cold and distant, but now he was very different from the image he had created in her mind. He was not as gentlemanly as before.
"Didn't you just ask me why I'm here?" He didn't respond to her question at all, but asked her back. His breath fell on her face.
She didn't respond. She only heard him continue, "This is my home."
"Your home?" Jing Yu was still surprised and looked around the room carefully.
The bedroom of this suite alone is over 100 square meters. The decoration is simple but extremely elegant. Every piece of furnishing inside, from the sofa to the inconspicuous ornaments on the bookshelf, is carefully designed.
This... Is this the master bedroom of this house
"Why am I here?" She turned her gaze back.
"As you wish." He replied calmly.
She looked confused again.
"You were taken to the W Hotel by that man last night, and have you forgotten about asking me for help on the phone?" His voice was as sexy and magnetic as ever.
When he mentioned it, Jing Yu tried hard to recall and seemed to have some memory, "So it was you who called. Thank you."
After a pause, she continued: "But... I would be more grateful if you could stand up and speak properly."
Yu Zeyao still maintained the same posture as before, motionless. He just stared at her and asked again: "Didn't you just ask me what I wanted to do with you?"
Jing Yu found this person to be very awkward. When he was asked, he never answered. After changing the topic, he came back to the topic.
She half raised her head, bent her elbows, supported herself on the bed, and moved back an inch. "I don't want to know now. I just want to go home."
"But I want to tell you now." He held her chin, lifted her face up suddenly, and pulled her closer without saying anything. This time, there was not even half an inch of distance between them.
Jing Yu's breathing suddenly stopped, and her heartstrings were tense. She felt that if she even fluttered her eyelashes, they might touch his face.
What does this man want to do
The man's gaze was deeper and heavier than before, surging with endless danger. Before she could come to her senses, her lips were suddenly blocked by him.
She was startled and her heartbeat slowed down. The hot touch on her lips made her mind confused for a moment. She came to her senses and reached out to push his shoulder. However, this man was domineering and strong. He grabbed her hand on his shoulder and pressed it hard on her head. He was very strong and held her wrist tightly. Jing Yu was anxious and angry, glaring at him.
"What are you staring at?" The man's voice was hoarse, and while he was speaking, his lips were still covering hers, not willing to leave. The sound that came out was like a breath, ambiguous and sexy.
Just this restrained touch made his breathing unstable.
Jing Yu was so angry that his chest was breathing heavily, his face was stern, "Mr. Yu, you are being a hooligan, just like that bastard last night."
"Is it really the same?" Yu Zeyao's eyes showed no emotion, and his voice was still hoarse. "A woman took the initiative to hug my neck, leaned on my arms, and begged me to take her home. What do you think I should think of this?"
Jing Yu had no memory of what he said.
But he continued: "I think kissing her at this time is the greatest respect for her charm."
Before this, Jing Yu had never realized that this man was so talkative. He could speak so confidently and justifiably about a trivial matter.
"You knew that I was unconscious at the time. You took advantage of me..."
Before she could even utter the word "danger", she was silenced by another kiss from the man.
His hot and wet tongue licked across her lips. She trembled slightly, "You..."
This was beyond her understanding of their relationship.
"You are unconscious, but I am wide awake." Yu Zeyao responded to her words. This time, the kiss was no longer limited to the lips as before.
His tongue forcefully opened her red lips, as if entering an empty space.
It wasn't Jing Yu's first kiss. However, it was her first time kissing a stranger - yes, this man was just a stranger to her who she had met a few times, who helped her a few times by coincidence, and they knew each other's names - but they actually kissed.
She was forced to retreat step by step by the man, and she had to admit that this man's kissing skills were much more sophisticated and advanced than Liang Shengyi's.
After several rounds of fighting, she became weak from the kisses and her strength was drained away bit by bit.
The hand on the man's shoulder clenched into a fist, then gradually loosened as it became weaker. The misty eyes closed gently, as if he could only surrender.
This look of confusion and infatuation is too charming.
Yu Zeyao panted heavily, not satisfied with this position - he put his hands around her waist, lifted her up from the bed, and let her sit down against the headboard. She was as soft as cotton, and before she could sit still, he grabbed her head again and lifted her face, impatiently kissing her deeply. Her soft and wet tongue was held between his lips, teasing, sucking, and chasing.
PS: Today is the first day of the month~~Everyone should have monthly tickets for the new month on their account, so I’ll get one as usual~~Xia mua!